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“What yer whistlin’ so mournful like?” queried his mother, “makes me think of funerals an’ sich like; jist come in an’ help yer par with the stove-pipes, mebbe that’ll cheer you up.” When she came to this point all her listeners looked for their handkerchiefs. And May Nell stopped suddenly, smiled, and finished, “And God heard me; and Billy rescued me.” “Mudgie, Mudgie,” he shrieked..
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“I want Howard Eliot,” she cried, “he can sing so lovely, an’ I want Miss Gordon, she’s so comfortin’.”I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
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Then Moses commenced. He ran up and down a chromatic scale of puffs and groans and sniffles, ending with a cadence that sounded like, “Gosh dern!”
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Moses was whistling a dismal discordant air in the backyard when the voice of his mother smote his ears. “But you said you would take me to him. I thought you knew where he is.” Betty watching her, thought she had never seen “Mar” look so handsome and she thoroughly appreciated the cause. Out of the tail of her eye Betty noted this little touch of sentiment and was much impressed..
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